Another Belgian who'll kick your ass, but doesn't wear spandex

Belgium's known for three things: beer, mussels, and The Muscles from Brussels. Unless you count being the capital of the EU, and if you know who "The Muscles" refers to, you almost certainly don't. Bringing Belgium's edible stars to ATX, Hank's Garage.

Helmed by a beer nerd who noticed Austin's unfilled Flemish/Walloon niche, Hank's is an open-kitchen, hardwood gastropub with a cozy back patio on which to suckle the nectar of their 32 taps, 33 if you count what you're gonna do to dat ass...tap him, and ask if he really needs that second chair for his laptop. The knowledgeable barkeeps offer samples to help you choose from said copious spouts, which include high-ABV dark ivory and ruby purple varieties from St. Bernardus, raspberry-tinged Framboise Lambic, shockingly sour Duchesse de Bourgogne, and the "certified Trappist" Chimay, meaning it's made under the direction of monks, though with their debilitating OCD it's a miracle they can even get out of the cot in the morning. They've also got an array of Belgian-stylers, like Ft. Worth's Rahr Ugly Pug, and Cooperstown's Ommegang Hennepin -- a beer Ty Cobb's allowed to drink, but Pete Rose isn't.

The evolving menu includes pommes frites with a slew of sauces (from smoked paprika mayo to dill creme fraiche) and toppers (chili cheese, chicken tikka masala, duck fat...), mussels in tomato saffron broth, steak (also with frites), and a St. Bernardus-marinated Beef Carbonnade, likely to result in emissions that neither your muscles nor bureaucrats from Brussels could cap.